Young Writers Society

Dear YWS,
Your involvement in my life is significantly affecting my sleep, social life, and even my grades. The call of your lovely font is slowly driving me insane. I am drawn like a moth to a light bulb. My head spins with jealousy when someone else is with you for a single moment more than I. The smell of your blueberry chat room, the touch of your loving, gentle reviews, the sound of your forums whispering my name- all of these things contribute to my madness. I am entranced with you. When I see you on the internet, my heart beats rapidly, and my face flushes red. When our chat messages coincide, creating a cacophony of dinging, I feel my stomach jump with joy at our perfect harmony.
Destiny brought us to this single URL, bound together by a mutual love of all things blue. When I searched Google for writer's websites and found your name, I knew at once we were meant to be. It was love at first view. The way you called me guest made me jealous of others whom you knew by name, and when I registered, I tried desperately to pick a name that would make you smile.
Oh, YWS, my love is true. Distance, other lovers, and your inanimate status cannot keep us apart. I would sift through the internet, sacrifice my many browsers, and deactivate my Facebook account just to be with you. At night I lie awake thinking of your PMs and wondering what we will discuss on the morn. There are many who love you but none who's love is as pure as mine. Love me, YWS, for my heart is already yours.
With love,
Silly Ducky

Awe. Some. XD

Just for the heck of it, I'm going to nitpick (because I feels like it).

I would sift through the internet for you,

Get rid of the "for you." You go on to say that, and it hinders the flow.

on the morn

I believe you mean "In the morn."

lol That's really all I could find. But I just gotta say, this made my day. XD *likes* *loves* *stalks*

loveness, ultraviolet <3

(♥ it ♥ it ♥ it ♥ it) x A MILLION!

*Stands up with a slow clap* Just amazing. Brought a tear to my eye! In a good way, of course.

So very, very true...

This doesn't deserve to be picked apart and critiqued... nothing can critique the passion of a love of The Young Writer's Society. That, my friends, would be beyond criminal.

Plus, you made the chatroom sound edible... blueberry's...

In one word i would say it is brilliant.

Pure poetry.

Skins is right. This doesn't deserve to be picked apart. It's special and perfect just the way it is. The imagery is great and emotion flows right off the "page". You've touched us all, SillyDucky. Bravo! Bravo!

There is nothing more to be said.

Write on!
Lette

Haha excellent in every way, true and well written.

Props,

Day

Nawwwwww... This is awesome!

Seems like YWS gets around

Skins wrote:So very, very true...

This doesn't deserve to be picked apart and critiqued... nothing can critique the passion of a love of The Young Writer's Society. That, my friends, would be beyond criminal.

Plus, you made the chatroom sound edible... blueberry's...

I have never agreed with anybody more! A love of YWS just can't be picked at...Beyond criminal indeed. xD

Thanks everyone!

Skins wrote:
This doesn't deserve to be picked apart and critiqued... nothing can critique the passion of a love of The Young Writer's Society. That, my friends, would be beyond criminal.

Indeed it would be, Skins.

Anyways, nice job here, Ducky. This was completely genius.

I love it, Duck! I think this would be great as an advertisement or even as a foreword in the literary journal when it next comes out. Beautiful. I don't have anything to pick at...so that should tell you a lot. Here's one bit of advice, and then I'll say I love it once more...

cacophony of dinging

While the word 'dinging' is accurate, it's one of those onomatopoeias that just make me cringe. Iunno. Maybe it's just me. Maybe a more melodious sound would be wonderful here. However, I love the use of 'cacophony'.

Beautiful! <3!!!

-Lumiface

I love it so much! I can't nitpick it! It's all so true.... Brava!